Emo MJ ness, just you know moving the blog along.
yo, Michael Jackson was rell genius and rell fucked up. I think he is important- personally and in a larger cultural sense, only so far as we can understand both of those without negating either. This is a man for whom performance was made his life; that young Michael? He may have looked more whole but it sounds like already we had our knives and forks out, cutting bits from here or there. Then he was also a man who cut off his nose, changed his skin and bought the elephant man’s bones and still packed venues. Because I don’t know if he was The Last Star or something end of times like that but he was one of the rare real Performers and he was brilliant.
Anyway last post and all:
friend: tell me something interesting
me: i dunno apparently I’m really, really gay for michael jackson, who knew? I’m feeling shit
friend: lol
what is the world coming toome: I mean it’s just weird but in a way I feel he is the last of his kind? And his story is so horrifying because basically we made him like that and then played along….cannibals and vultures. Except me, I don’t watch the teevee so I get a free pass right?
friend: like it doesnt really affect me…….. i feel nothing
normally i would be all up in this
i dunno
when tim russert died
i cried and now i feel nothing really when i hear about itme: who is tim russert?
friend: msnbc guy
me: oh
MJ’s death brought me back into the tumblr world because I need to read things like this. It’s rough on the internetz right now.